Intervene!

Ashley couldn't believe it. The merchant, her brother, these men. Did every male but her uncle want to **** every pretty woman they could find? Not about to let this poor woman be **** any longer, she quickly cast about the tunnel looking for a weapon. Finding a fist sized rock, she crept forward sneaking up behind the masked man standing guard.

“You bastard!” The young novice screamed out, swinging for the back of his head.

The man turned counter clockwise, his head moving just enough, that she missed her mark. “You want to play girlie?” The man asked with a grin.

“Yeah, with your fucking face!” Ashley growled hitting him in the temple with the heavy stone.

The man slumped against the cavern wall dazed by the blow. The young woman swung again trying to take advantage of his state, but he backpedaled out of the way. To committed to stop, the rock banged into the stone wall, and reverberated into her hand, causing her to loose her grip. Distracted by her stinging hand, she barely looked up in time, to get punched in the face by her enemy.

“Asshole!” The half-elf screamed in pain, slamming her fist into his nose, crumpling it beneath the ****, and sending him to the floor.

As the guard hit the ground knocked ****, the other two guards quickly stood, and pulled their pants up. The Asian woman simply slumped between them, where they had left her. Before they could finish getting all the way dressed, the young woman rushed them. Slamming her fist into the closest man's jaw, she sent him reeling backwards. The other guard quickly darted at her, slamming his own fist into her stomach, forcing the breath from her lungs, and sending her crashing to her knees.

The man looked down at her, as his comrade stalked toward her rubbing his jaw. “That hurt you whore!” He screamed at her, ripping her bra off, letting her huge breasts bounce into the cold air.

Ashley didn't respond, she just jetted upward, sending her fist into the bottom of his chin, her strength and desperation sending him careening through the air, to land on his ass, out cold.

As the other guard darted forward jabbing and punching at her, she fell back trying to avoid his onslaught. In spite of her situation she found herself using one hand to hold her large tits in place, while she fought with the other. This was a mistake, but she realized to late how bad it was, when he suddenly tackled her, and sent them both crashing to the stone floor.

Having seen her embarrassment, the man grabbed her panties, and began pulling them down. Ashley grabbed the tiny garment, and played tug of war with the man, trying to maintain some semblance of decency. Rolling her over, the girl yelped as he yanked hard, tearing the underwear off her lithe body.

“Get off of me!” Ashley growled in frustration, until suddenly his huge cock pushed inside of her tight, nearly virginal canal. Ashley cried out in discomfort, as yet another man violated her.

The man gasped in surprise “Holy fuck, a Virgin!?” He gloated falsely.

Ashley cried more from humiliation, then pain, as the man fucked in and out of her sweet slit, using her for his own pleasure. It didn't take the man long, to let loose his seed deep inside of her.

“Bas...bastard!” Ashley growled in anger, before a sharp blow to the back of her head, sent her into oblivion.

Ashley woke to a soft feminine voice. “He's right you know.”

The redhead's eyes fluttered open and she glanced around the empty cavern. The guards and the woman had disappeared. “Who was right?” She asked glancing up at the source of the voice.

“Your brother.” The woman smiled. She was dressed in a tattered black cloak, the color of midnight. So black in fact, she hadn't seen her the first time she glanced around the cave. The cowl of her hood hung so low, that only the woman's lips and chin were visible.

“About what?” The half-elf asked with a frown as she pulled herself up to her knees.

“You have no idea how much power you hide inside. Right now, you're a scared little girl, Winter's Ash. One day however, you could be more. Much more. You just have to reach inside, and draw out the power you're hiding.” The woman's ruby lips tilted up into a smile.

“How?” Ash asked the specter.

“Choice. It always comes down to choice.” She replied.

“What choice?” The redhead asked confused, and angry.

“Many choices. Let's start with something simple.” The woman replied her hand emerging from her cloak, and waving gently before her.

Suddenly four weapons popped into existence. Floating in mid air, a sword, a gun, a gauntlet and a dagger awaited her decision. Ashley looked at the woman unsure what to do, what to choose.

The woman smiled gently. “Sometimes there is no wrong choice, except not choosing.”